Life in the D Songtext
von Brendan Benson

My life in the D is a tragicomedy
A poetic verse
It′s voodoo some say black magic ettouffe
A dead man's curse

It′s just like the Egyptian tombs
Tunnels leading to empty rooms
Skeptics think it's a doctored photo
Of a U.F.O


You're wasting your breath on life after death
Coz I′m almost sure
If hell does exist than the Devil′s a scientist
Finding a cure

It's life microscopic size
Unseen by the naked eye
The answer′s encoded with ink
That's invisible

When God made the earth and saw his net worth
He posed for a shot
And life in the D is what was handed to me
And that′s what I've got


It′s all just a hologram
Locked in a vault it's a cryptogram
A lie on the Polygraph test
It's detectable